I guess it's unavoidable

We went to Paper Source today to pick up some cards, and when I was checking out, the super cheerful clerk tried to "suggestive sales" me.

"Do you need any Fathers Day Cards?! It's June 21st!"

Chills ran down my body and a sick knot formed in my stomach. I wanted to scream.

Instead, I just smiled meekly and avoided eye contact.

"Oh...no thanks."

Writing this, I am getting teary eyed. I'm not dreading Sunday, yet I'm not looking forward to it. I just hadn't paid any mind to it until now. Will this ever get easier? Do I want it to?